AUTHOR SAYETH: WELL, THIS STORY IS QUITE SIMILAR TO FRINGE (SERIES), BUT ABSOLUTELY (I HOPE) DIFFERENT. THE SIMPLE FACT IS THE IDEA OF ALTERNATE REALITY CAME FROM THERE BUT THE REST IS CONSPIRACY THEORY, I WONDER IF I WILL BE ABLE TO PUT SOME LIFE TO THIS STORY, BUT AM GOING TO TRY. IT WILL BE A LONG STORY, DISTRIBUTED IN PARTS, NEW EPISODES WILL MOST PROBABLY COME ONCE A WEEK.
EVERY TIME THE NEW CHAPTER WILL BE ADDED WITH THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER, THE ENTIRE STORY WILL BE SAVED IN A PAGE OF SAME NAME.
She rubbed her palms together! It was freezing cold! She quickened her pace, the trees stood on both sides of the narrow road, hushed up, not a leave rustling, as if they too were frozen.
She was about to open the door to her cabin when the sudden flash illuminated the sky, it did not died totally, only got dimmed.
It seemed it was coming from the old mine a little distance away from her cabin. An old iron mine that was now out of minerals, so out of service.
She has been there quite a few times, to gather some stimulation for her upcoming novel. Its beautiful. Every time she went there she felt an irresistible urge to hole up in one of the quarters for a few days but had to resist that temptation.
The mine has been shut for more than a few decades, but she has seen signs of fresh activity, empty beer bottles, cigarette butts.
Her cabin was a small fortress, she has built it with this one purpose, to stay away from unwanted human company, to tempt her muse to come out and play.
Three of her best-sellers have taken birth in this cabin.
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